It's been six days since Fable last cried and it would have been even longer had she not been immunized last Monday on her four-month check-up, which to be fair was hellish enough to make me cry, too. (I can't deal with watching my babes get shots. I just can't.) Six days of happiness, sweetness and light, twelve hours of sleep-through-the-night-every-night followed of course by twelve hours of wide-awakedom but it doesn't matter much. Fable literally spends every waking second of her life smiling at the trees out the window. Smiling at the dogs from my arms. Smiling up at me from the couch we lounge upon like sunbathers.

I wasn't going to blog about her insane perfection because knock on wood, you know? but at this point, I feel I have a right to. Even if it makes you want to kick me in the flabdomen. Hell! I want to kick me in the flabdomen. Fable is our second child, after all and although Archer was a pretty easygoing baby, he cried sometimes, had sleepless nights now and then and I went through his first year of life feeling very overwhelmed. Like Fable I adored him beyond expression, even still... we had some very tough days and nights, especially within the first six-months.
Fable on the other hand hasn't so much as had ONE rough day. She literally came out of my vagina smiling and hasn't stopped even for a second. She laughs in her sleep and happily sits under the window on the couch for hours on end, cooing out the window and babbling at me and no one, totally stoked off life and its every raindrop.
No wonder I shrugged my shoulders upon hearing news of the woman who just added octuplets to her already enormous brood.
"Of course she can handle eight babies. Babies are EASY. Psh..."
I'm obviously kidding. On the other hand, I gotta admit, It's hard not to want to conceive babies until the cows come home when you have such an easy one.
I could totally see myself pushing around an eight-seater stroller, cracked-out on happiness if those eight babes were Fable 1, Fable 2, Fable 3, Fable 4, 5,6,7 and 8.

In fact, I'd probably be just as stoked as chicky says she is.
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